Several months back, I had quietly left without saying a formal goodbye and I wanted to take the time to do that now. I apologize to those I have left hanging on threads. And more importantly, I apologize for disappearing without having said much of anything.

As far as excuses go, nothing majorly traumatic or life-changing went on. Rather, several members have been pretty hostile to me during my time at afw. In my time here, I've been lied to, ignored, berated, talked down to, called names, …

His eyes widened as he shook his head "S-SPEEDOS? Urgh, these are original CK briefs." he hissed back, clearly annoyed by her comment. Both wrestlers got back up on their knees, clearly the match was taking its toll on both of them as they felt a bit tired and in pain.

They crawled towards each other, locking up with each other once more. Hands on each others shoulders and back of each others neck, bodies pressing and breathing down into each others neck. "* Huff*Huff*huff*...Bi...tch..." he panted as he tried to over power her. Minerva acted cleverly this time, pushing forward for a bit then going down on her back while pulling Dai with her, forcing the prince to go down on his belly, his face kissing the mats as well.

Minerva couldn’t help but smirk at his annoyance with her comment. “I’ll let you know when I start to care.” she replied as the two locked up again. Despite the fact that the match hadn’t been going on an extremely long time, it had been intense from the outset, and fatigue was starting to become apparent in both wrestlers.

The way they were breathing into each others neck while their bodies pressed so tightly together, at first glance most might mistake them for lovers in the heat of a passionate moment. But that couldn’t be further from the reality of the situation, as both wanted nothing more than to inflict as much pain on the other as possible.

And it seemed Minerva was given an opening to do just that as she dragged Daisuke right down to the mat, slamming him onto his front. Reacting quickly, Minerva climbed onto his back to hold him in place while her arms moved around his neck to try to lock him in a tight sleeper hold, and her long hair draped down over both their heads as she laid her body down on his. “Time to take a nap.” she whispered into his ear, while also sliding her legs underneath his waist and locking them together, both to squeeze even more oxygen from his body and to further secure her position on top of her prey.

Both of their warm bodies stuck tight, grappling against each other as they had done many times before. Their bodies slipping and sliding off each others toned muscles as Minerva finally took her advantage, getting the prince down on the mat, face first.

Before he knew it, she laid on his back completely! "Gah! G-get off me you fat cow"he groaned as he began to wriggle under her wildly, trying to squirm forward aimlessly but he was well pinned under by her body. This wasnt so bad, until her arms snaked around his neck into a sleeperhold and her legs wrapped around him from underneath his body.

"Urgghh, unhand your prince!" he grunted, her raven hair covering both their faces as her head was right to his head. He blew some strands of her hair out of his face as he was starting to cough and moan, his hands going up to her hair and yanking at them wildly as he tried to topple her off by jerking to the side.

"Watch your words, trash!" Minerva barked back in response to Daisuke calling her a fat cow. To emphasize her annoyance with him, she cranked down even harder with her arms and legs to squeeze his muscular body even more.

He tried to squirm, causing her sexy oiled body to slide around all over his back. But Minerva's arms and legs remained securely wrapped around Daisuke. "I bet you're enjoying it down there, aren't you? Filthy little pervert." she taunted.

The dark haired beauty felt like she had the prince defeated. It didn't seem he had any way to escape her hold, so it would likely be only a matter of time before he would either tap out or pass out. But Daisuke then grabbed Minerva's hair, causing her to yelp in pain and releasing the sleeper as he yanked it to the side, which toppled the woman over as well. But she managed to keep her legs locked around his waist, still holding him in a body scissor.

Daisuke continued to wriggle under her madly, causing their oily bodies to rub off on each other. His eye twitched in anger when he heard her call him a pervert "Uurghhmn *cough* how dare you call me a pervert, RELEASE ME! Uurgghhh". he groaned in pain, unable to power out of the hold simply by struggling under her.

Minerva was a strong woman, perhaps equally strong as Daisuke which caused him a very tough time to counter her moves and resist her submission moves. In the end, the hair pull tactic and a wild jerk to his side managed to topple her off him but her legs were still around his waist in a body scissor when she fell to his side.

"NNnnggghhh oowwwww fuck" he groaned as he tried to shift over onto his back, hoping the oil would serve as a good lubricant for him to switch places despite being trapped in the scissor. If he managed to shift onto his back, he would adapt the same tactic as she did moments go. That is, pushing her leg down and sending in a couple of hard elbow shots to her thigh.

Minerva's powerful thighs squeezed hard against Daisuke's midsection, crushing the male between them. "Give up!" she shouted at him, though Daisuke made it clear he had no intention of doing so.

In fact, his response was almost identical to Minerva's when she had been in a similar situation only moments ago. With the help of the slippery oil, he was able to squirm in her clutches until he was on his back, and then pushed her leg down before slamming his elbow into her thigh, causing the woman to wince in pain.

Seeing where this was going, Minerva grunted before reluctantly uncoiling her legs from around Daisuke, knowing he'd just keep hitting her leg until she let go anyway. Once her legs were off of him, Minerva kicked a foot out at Daisuke's midsection to push him away, then pulled herself up to her knees. "Still want more punishment, huh? Fine by me!"

He simply shook his head, refusing to submit just yet when she commanded him to give up. In truth, he was just about reaching his limit, wrestling in these conditions really did exhaust one out earlier than it would in a standard match, not to mention Minerva's powerful submission maneuvers did a number on him.

After adopting to a similar tactic as she did, he began to strike at her thigh but the raven haired beauty was smart enough to release him before he could do any real damage to her thighs, kicking at his waist to send him rolling forward.

Daisuke rolled out of the matted area and onto the cold concrete floor of the gym, slowly pushing up on his palms to get back up on all fours. "Damnit..." he groaned, his body starting to sweat as well, the sweat mixing up with the oil as he crawled back on to the matted area, getting back up on his knees to face the queen.

Daisuke had escaped her clutches again, but Minerva had done well to prevent him from making any counterattacks by kicking him off of the matted area. And though she couldn’t deny the bout was tiring for her as well, the woman couldn’t help but smirk as she saw her foe slowly get to his hands and knees and crawl back to the mats.

“Seems you finally starting to behave like the filthy dog you are.” she said, mocking the prince yet again. And once he was back up to his knees, she would immediately jump back on the offensive, not wanting to give Daisuke time to catch his breath. Again she lashed out at the prince, attempting to tackle him onto his back while putting him in a headlock.

“Ready to surrender and acknowledge me as your queen?” she asked tauntingly, knowing full well what his answer would most likely be. And she welcomed it. Minerva waited for his defiant retort in anticipation so he could give her just one more reason to continue breaking him down in this match.

It was indeed quite embarrassing, having to crawl on his hands and knees to re-enter the matted area to continue the match. He got back up on his knees, infront of his opponent as they exchanged more insults towards each other. "Argh, shut up bitch.You're the one panting and sweating, you're exhausted....just give up now" he said, crawling towards her on his knees.

As he got close, Minerva just lashed at him!throwing her body onto him as he went down on his back again! Her hand wrapped around his head in a headlock as he squirmed under her once more. He gritted his teeth in anger and wriggled under her wildly, their oiled slicked bodies rubbing against each other ass Minerva once again took the upper hand. "Unnhmm ow, N-Never! G-get off" he panted as his hands slapped at her waist, then going up at her chin to push her head up as he tried to jerk to the side, trying to flip their positions.

“Look who’s talking!” Minerva retorted to Daisuke’s comment as he came back onto the mats, before charging forward and taking the prince down onto his back while synching in a tight headlock. She grinned down into his eyes, then brought a hand up to pet the top of his head like a dog.

“Just surrender while you can.” she said, once again confident she had the man securely trapped. But still he struggled, causing their slippery bodies to slide and grind against each other once again, with Minerva’s breast pressing right against his face. Minerva was just about to bark at him to stay down, when suddenly Daisuke managed to twist to the side and flip their positions.

Now it was Minerva on her back with her foe on top of her, though she still kept her arms clasped around his neck. “Ugh! Why you...!” It still wasn’t the best of positions for her, but if anything, she hoped to continue inflicting pain on him and slow down whatever he had in mind. Who knows? Depending on what he might try, it could either allow Minerva the time she needed to counter, or end up putting herself in a very dire situation.